We took a short walk today, our last day in Lake City. Falling Creek Falls State park is very small. Maybe the ground is wet there occasionally; much of the trail is on a raised boardwalk. We were saddened to see litter (mostly beer cans) in the woods along the boardwalk and a large amount of graffiti on the boardwalk itself.
They must not have harmed a single tree when they built the boardwalk either. It zigged and zagged around and between them.
There was a fork on the boardwalk without a sign, so we went to the right. When the boardwalk ended, we followed a ground-up-asphalt path along the creek.
There was a stone bridge across the creek, but we turned back at that point to look for the falls.
I saw a round black pond upstream a bit and went to see if it was a spring where the creek originated. When I got there, I could see the creek coming in from the far side.
We headed back to the boardwalk and took the other fork. Or, the other tine of the fork. My picture does not do it justice; it is actually a pretty spot. The waterfall is about 10 feet high in Andy’s estimation. There is a large bowl carved out by the creek over the eons.
The boardwalk continued on downstream a bit and I got a better picture from there. The boardwalk broadened into a round deck, which was completely covered with graffiti. From the beer cans in the woods, we figured this is a party spot.
The kiosk at the entrance mentioned Falling Creek Church just down the road so I pulled in there to take a picture. It was built in 1885, replacing the log church that was built in 1855 when the church was established.
The rest of the day was spent on errands and chores.